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“What, do they think I’m not checking my phone when I know they’re planning to be here around five?” Shane asks. “I wanted them to text once, not to spam me.” “Is good for them to do,” Ilya points out. “Imagine if they had planned being one hour early. You were not checking then.” Shane blushes and Ilya smirks at him. “Well, that was your fault,” Shane says. --- Shane and Ilya's dinner with Shane's parents after episode 6. Shane’s parents text their ETA forty-five, thirty, and fifteen minutes before their arrival at the cottage. “What, do they think I’m not checking my phone when I know they’re planning to be here around five?” Shane asks. “I wanted them to text once, not to spam me.” “Is good for them to do,” Ilya points out. “Imagine if they had planned being one hour early. You were not checking then.” Shane blushes and Ilya smirks at him. “Well, that was your fault,” Shane says. “My fault I gave you best blowjob of your life?” “I don’t know about that, I’ve had some pretty good blowjobs,” Shane says. “Yes,” Ilya says, backing Shane up against the kitchen counter and bracketing him with his arms. “From me.” “Not only you.” “Only good ones were from me. I know this. You know this.” “Fuck you,” Shane says, which means yes. “Maybe,” Ilya murmurs, “I need to show you again. Remind you. Break my own record for giving the best blowjob Shane Hollander ever had.” Shane kisses him, desperate and urgent, but unfortunately they're interrupted by his phone buzzing and the sound of a car pulling up outside. “Oh my god, they just texted again,” Shane says. “I already responded the last two times.” “Tell them five minutes,” Ilya says, pressing a kiss to Shane’s neck. As he hoped, Shane squirms. Ilya has no intention to actually make Shane’s parents wait in the car while he gives Shane another blowjob, but he loves how Shane gets when Ilya teases him. “No way,” Shane says, typing. “I’m telling them to come in. Just be aware it will be like this whenever we see them, I guess.” Ilya grins. Honestly, after he got over the initial shock and awkwardness, he pretty much had the time of his life at Shane’s parent’s place. It felt nice not to hide, and to be with people who seemed to like his being there well enough, and to be able to show how fucking proud he was of Shane without fear. Combined with the vodka and the pasta, Ilya thinks they pretty much all got off to the best start possible. They hear the front door open, and then Shane’s parents’ voices. “Hello? Shane? Ilya? It’s us!” “It’s mom and dad! We’ll wait for you in the kitchen!” “They think we have to be in bedroom to fuck? That we cannot be fucking in the kitchen?” Ilya whispers. Shane’s eyes go wide and he makes a sort of frantic shushing noise. Ilya loves him so damn much. He presses a kiss to Shane’s temple, takes a step back and lets him out of his arms. “We’re already in the kitchen, it’s fine, you can come in,” Shane calls towards his parents. “Please don’t act like we traumatised you or something, Dad.” “Just being respectful,” David says, as he steps into the kitchen, Yuna close behind him. Yuna is carrying several tupperware boxes filled with different foods. David is holding a bottle of vodka. No offence to Shane’s mom, but Ilya knows who he is bonding with more out of the two of them so far. “Figured I’d bring this,” David says, smiling, holding the bottle out to Ilya. “Thank you,” Ilya says. “I will put it in freezer until dinner.” He makes sure to open the freezer only when David is not looking, so he won’t see that Ilya has better vodka in there that he brought to the cottage. Ilya doesn’t want to make David feel like the gift isn’t special or appreciated. Shane is going through Yuna’s boxes. “Mom,” he says. “Who is supposed to eat all of this?” “I can leave the leftovers with you,” Yuna says. “Make sure you have enough proper food for the next couple of days.” “I have plenty of proper food here,” Shane says. “I cooked burgers! They weren’t even macrobiotic.” “Is true,” Ilya says. “We have been eating tasty things.” He winks at Shane when his parents aren’t looking. Shane scowls but he blushes, too. “That’s great,” Yuna says. “It’s good to have comfort food once in a while even as an athlete. Shane needs to relax sometimes and enjoy himself.” “I make sure. Is no problem.” “Okay!” Shane says loudly, grabbing a tupperware box of chicken. “I will take these to the barbecue. Ilya?” Ilya follows him outside, grinning.
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5 Times Ilya Was Confused by a Canadianism by ARustySpork
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-02
+ 1 time he completely understood
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Instead of Shane, it is Ilya who suffers a concussion during the Boston-Montreal game in April 2017. Dazed and agitated, Ilya briefly starts speaking and responding only in Russian and the medics can’t calm him down. Luckily, Shane started studying Russian after Ilya spoke to him in Russian on the phone from Moscow. For no particular reason. Certainly not because he’s fallen in love with Ilya Rozanov.
In Montreal with lingering concussion symptoms, Ilya is advised not to fly home for a few days, and the hospital won’t release him without assurances that he has someone to stay with him until his symptoms improve. Luckily, Shane conveniently has a condo in Montreal no one knows about and a few days before he has to travel again.
But Ilya’s symptoms don’t resolve after a few days. Which is okay; Shane can handle it. He can take care of Ilya, study Russian, lead his team into the playoffs, and keep Ilya’s continued presence in Montreal a secret. He can do everything, no problem. He is Shane Hollander after all.
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A whump fanfiction that is secretly a fix-it.
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“Say yes,” Ilya says, and he can hear the pleading quality of his tone, hoping that Hollander doesn’t notice. He can hear and feel the way Hollander breathes from Ilya’s throat, no doubt taking in his scent. Ilya hasn’t ever given much thought to his scent before now; omegas seem to enjoy it, yes, but he’s more conscious of it right now, because does Hollander enjoy it? It’s quiet, so quiet Ilya almost misses it, and yet so loud that it might as well be a shout in Ilya’s ears when Hollander mutters, “Yes.” Ilya feels a rush of endorphins flood him, a ringing in his ears of yes good fuck take—but he wills himself to remain calm, to not scare Hollander off. “Then come, omega,” Ilya hums, curling his fingers around Hollander’s nape possessively. “Let’s get you fucked.” OR Ilya's POV
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Belong [verb]: to be in the right or suitable place / to feel comfortable and happy in a particular situation or with a particular group of people. In which Ilya Rozanov learns the true meaning of a word he only knew in theory.
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Once outside, he leaned forward and put his hand against the cold stone wall. His phone was still to his ear, the message still recording. “Ilya. Please. Please. I can’t do this. I don’t know what to do. Please. You can’t be dead.” His voice broke on the word. “I love you. I love you so much. More than anything. I need to hear your voice. I need you to…I need you…I need you…fuck. Please Ilya, please.” Shane took the phone away from his ear and held it between both hands as though he were praying. He realized he was on the floor and didn’t know how he got there. He was crying. He was fairly certain he was hyperventilating. His brain was desperately trying to grab at anything. Any thread of logic. Any idea of what to do next. I have to see him. Yes. That made sense. Shane needed to get to Tampa. Now. He would go there. He would find Ilya. Ilya would be fine. They would be together. He would see him. Tell him how much he loved him. He had to go. He had to go now. *** OR: What if Ilya lost his phone during the emergency landing, Shane couldn't reach him, he panicked, and chartered a plane to Tampa to find him instead...
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the law of loving others by xiaomaomii
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-01
There are footsteps outside, a nurse probably, so Ilya readies himself for goodbye. It’s too soon. Too soon. How am I meant to leave him here? Bruised, without wrapping him up in that navy weighted blanket he likes. Without feeding him his stupid, regimented rabbit diet and his ginger ale? Without teasing him about his neatness habits and about the singular pass he missed in that game we played against each other years ago? Without kissing him all over–his cheeks, his lips, his eyelids, across his chest, and the curve of his spine. His scapula, where his wings must be hiding. Angel Hollander. Boring Hollander. Beautiful Hollander. That’s all he is, beautiful. Ilya’s chest feels full to bursting. If his heart were a machine, it would destroy him, and then the world, with love. OR, Shane gets hurt on the ice. Ilya does not take it well. He thinks, and thinks, and thinks.
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Ilya Rozanov wants to come out as Shane Hollander's boyfriend, and that means he needs to sacrifice his homeland, Russia. He brings Shane on a farewell tour of Moscow and comes face-to-face with more emotion than he bargained for. Excerpt: “I want to do something that means a lot to you, today,” Shane said. Ilya looked up at him over their breakfast. They had room service deliver kasha with blueberries and milk for Ilya, and fish and rice for Shane. They had made a little spread at the table in the hotel room, the gauzy curtains beside them making the view of Revolution Square look ghostly behind it. The tourism book was on the bed, bookmarked as before, but Shane wasn’t looking at it – he was searching Ilya’s eyes. “It means a lot that you are here.” “I know, and I am so excited to keep doing things on our list. But I want to make sure that you get a chance to just…live? I guess? To say goodbye to the things that make Russia home? You know, in case you can’t…” He trailed off, but Ilya heard the rest of the sentence in his head, in Shane’s voice. “In case you can’t…come back?”
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Set after episode 2. Ilya goes to Montreal for work (he tells himself) and finds Shane at a gay bar, dragged there by his oblivious friends. ~ “Hollander,” Ilya said as low as he could. “How much have you had to drink?” “Probly… too much.” “And you do not want to come out publicly as gay, yes?” Drunkenly, Shane wiggled his head from right to left. “Y-yes—I mean, yes that—no, I don’t want—” His shoulders slumped forward, and Ilya’s heart shot into his throat as he glanced around. “I—I’m not ready yet.” “Brilliant of your fucking buddies to take you to a gay club then, yes?” “They don’t know, asshole.” OR “Goodbye, Rozanov,” Shane said, unlocking his door with the code and slipping inside. It was too hard to find the right English words for: Please let me in, because I can’t stay away from you. I’m a fucking asshole, like you say, and I came here to see you, to make sure you were okay, and I’m not done. I’m not done with you, so please, for fuck’s sake, let me in. So Ilya took the easier route. “Goodnight, Hollander.”
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Ilya's first Oshōgatsu with the Hollanders.
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when the sun came up, i was looking at you by justhockey
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2026-01-01
It feels like he’s holding the entire world inside his heart. Ilya loves him so much. An impossible, unbelievable amount. It swells inside of him, warm and cozy, like a little pocket of sunlight lodged beneath his ribs. This love is the most gentle thing Ilya has ever known, and he can’t believe he gets to keep it. (Or, a perfect afternoon at the cottage.)
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They’d never been together on New Year’s before. This year, that was going to change.
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Ilya recalls his mother in fragments: her voice, gentle in his ear; her curls, warming his cheeks as she wrapped him in an embrace; the way her eyes crinkled, as she brushed his hair back and said, “You are getting so tall now, Ilyusha. What am I going to do about my very tall bear?” Ilya Rozanov has never belonged to anyone but himself. An Ilya character study, tracing canon events.
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“Shane,” Ilya mocked, copying his lover’s tone. “I do not need my shoulder to fuck.” he said. “It’ll still be better not to put any strain on it.” Shane insisted, guiding him to walk backwards until the back of Ilya’s knees met their couch, and he was made to sit. There was a blush colouring his cheeks, but his eyes were dark and filled with desire as he stared Ilya down. “Just- just sit there, I’ll claim my reward myself.” Oh. Oh fuck. Or Ilya is injured, but that wasn’t going to stop Shane from getting rewarded for their win.
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Ilya moved from his country with the intention to leave all his secrets behind. In Canada, he meets Shane, starting to get more attached to him every day. Having to stay away from him for the holidays makes him realize how much their casual relationship means to him, and that scares him, making him turn his feelings into a secret. Or, Ilya needs to get drunk in a New Year's Eve party to finally be honest with Shane and leave this secret behind with all the others.
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I Will Hold Your Hands (And Hold You Together) by oddityofstars
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-31
A moment of support, of love. - It's the Centaurs' first game against the Metros with both Shane and Ilya on the team, and Shane isn't handling it too well.
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cause that's the love that i attract by REDRAGEOUSED
Heated Rivalry (TV), Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid
2025-12-31
It’s maple-something. Sugar, shaped like leaves and it makes him smile a little. Shane would hate it, tease him about his lack of a “performance diet” like that means anything, and he would lick the taste off of Ilya's lips, which really, is all that’s needed to cement the fact that he needs this candy. It is also so painfully Canadian. Russia at least does bear. They are cooler, objectively. Maple leaves are boring. 5+1 where Ilya rather likes Canadian gas stations. Shane only likes the coffee.
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Shane has always been a little high-strung, while Ilya tends to go with the flow. Now that they’re parents, they have to figure out how to blend their wildly different styles and survive the chaos of raising kids together. Coming out as archrival hockey players was hard enough, but it turns out parenthood is the Bigger Challenge.
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i hope it still feels like this (when it comes again) by Viwrit3r
Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid, Heated Rivalry (TV)
2025-12-31
Ilya is sick. Shane comes to the rescue. Fluff ensues. "Ilya was sick, and he was furious. He did not get sick. Certainly not sick enough to get benched for a night, and yet here he was, staring at his reddened eyes as he gripped the sink in his stupid apartment, resisting the urge to cough." Or: What if Ilya had gotten sick and thus not been playing during a Boston/Montreal game in Boston? What if Shane had come to take care of him? What if they had finally had a moment where both of their walls had been down, far earlier in their relationship?
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can’t keep my hands to myself I mean I could, but why would I want to? Ilya indulges himself by paying proper attention to one of his favorite parts of Shane’s body.
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